I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

But that's impossible unless they're bound by some magnetic force.

WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE? D8

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

 

But that's impossible unless they're bound by some magnetic force.

 

WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE? D8

Hmm? Oh no, I think you misunderstand. They're sentient bullets, much like Keetongu is a sentient Rahi. They also have arms so they can hug each other and continue making up my face.

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

 

But that's impossible unless they're bound by some magnetic force.

 

WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE? D8

"****ing magnets, how do they work?"

Couldn't resist. Man, I wanted to audition so bad. But I couldn't do the actual acting, final performance, whatever thing.

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

 

But that's impossible unless they're bound by some magnetic force.

 

WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE? D8

"****ing magnets, how do they work?"

 

Couldn't resist. Man, I wanted to audition so bad. But I couldn't do the actual acting, final performance, whatever thing.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

And loved the Insane Clown Posse joke. XD

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Maaaan...I was hoping for Myarti! :angry:

Ah, well. There's still Kirta and Mitch.

Oyeah, I tried out for Pikachu too.

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

 

But that's impossible unless they're bound by some magnetic force.

 

WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE? D8

Hmm? Oh no, I think you misunderstand. They're sentient bullets, much like Keetongu is a sentient Rahi. They also have arms so they can hug each other and continue making up my face.

Wait a minute!!

Your face is made of Bullet Bills??

I don't see how your face could be made of bullets. How do all of the bullets stay stuck together like that?

They're perpetually hugging each other. Basically if I flick my hand across my face and in your direction, you're dead.

:s:

 

But that's impossible unless they're bound by some magnetic force.

 

WHAT HAS SCIENCE DONE? D8

Hmm? Oh no, I think you misunderstand. They're sentient bullets, much like Keetongu is a sentient Rahi. They also have arms so they can hug each other and continue making up my face.

 

Wait a minute!!

 

Your face is made of Bullet Bills??

*overzealously facepalms in defeat*

I guess that's as close as you're going to get, but yes.

My face is made of Bullet Bills. My nose is a Banzai Bill, my lips are red Koopa shells and my eyes are a ring of Boos around a ring of Goombas around a Bob-Omb. And my hair is made of Wigglers and Pokeys.

I've Mario'd out.

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olol. How do you eat? Also, forgot to CONGRATUTATE you on your blog. I approve this blog. Uber Bunny counts as ten approvals.

olol. Howy, forgot to CONGRATUTATE you on your blog. I approve this blog. Uber Bunny counts as ten approvals.

Sorry x2

Sorry x3